Thursday, April 29, 2010

The other night I laid in bed and thought about all the reasons whycoffeeis great.

I love thatcoffee is warm and comforting.

I love that I can look forward to coffee when I go to sleep at night, already anticipating the nutty scent of a sleepy morning's quiet minutes before the Day begins in force.

I love that coffeegives you energy and makes you SuperHuman.

What seemed exhaustingly impossible and overwhelmingly daunting now seems so do-able!

Nominal! Simple!

Bring it on! Pile my To Do List high! I can take it!

I HAVE COFFEE.

I love thatcoffeegives you a great reason to meet up with people, affords you a conversation starter at parties, displays a glimpe into even a stranger's true colors, and can be personalized innumerable ways.

I love that coffee never makes you drunk, never costs more than you prorably have on you, never can be objected to in mixed company, and is loved the world over.

I love thatcoffee makes you seem approachable unlike an Evian, makes you seem endearingly flawed in a loveable way, makes you a prisoner of its' harmless addictive nature and makes you beg for it and thank it for existing in equal parts.

I love that coffee can change a personality, a hotel preferance, a facial expression, a budget,

a meeting time, a driving route and a schedule without ever making a demand.

I love thatcoffeeis dependable like clockwork, never changes its' taste or composition, never evaporates or melts.

I love that coffee is a staple you can find in the most luxurious seaside resport, basest prison guard post, calmest church courtyard, cheapest cafeteria and most expensive restaurant.

Man, I even love thatcoffee keeps you regular both digestively and emotionally.

But most of all I love thatcoffeeis a grown up beverage.

No one's gonna backwash in it or spill it or gulp it down before I get a chance. I can pour, stir, breathe it in, savor each sip, hand a mug to my gratefully gazing Hubby and enjoy my pretty, floral mug all my myself.